(The Fuzz Dungeon is now closed, however a simulation of the live stream is viewable above)Computer simulation streamed live on Twitch.tv
I had this vague idea for this project, that Fuzz Dungeon is this place in your head right before ideas become a real thing. You have these ideas for a utopia, or for a lesson plan in your class, and in your head they exist in one fashion and right when it comes out it turns into a different thing. I thought about what’s that space in between, this goofy, liminal thing, where your ideas transform into something beyond your control.
With predictive algorithms, we feed computers some data and they give us our “content” or guide us in making our own, or what feels like our own at least. I’m growing increasingly fascinated by the very mentally fucked up thing I do almost every day where, after closing my laptop, move from chair to couch, put on the TV, and start binging some Netflix show I’ve already seen 2-10 times, while consuming calories and then scrolling Reddit on my phone, until it’s time for bed. I don’t really watch TV anymore. It’s a catalogue of scenarios, jokes, intimate moments and short stories that streams in my apartment every night while I do other things. The edit was probably the major creative innovation of the last century, enabling the entire film and television industry. It’s not about editing anymore, though. It’s about creating a database and programming it to find a satisfying amount of diversity of content that is chosen at an appropriate random amount. This constant saturation of information flooding our senses is giving rise to new emotions. I’m always feeling “bored-but-not-bored.” Not apathetic exactly, emotions and passions coming in waves, attached and detached at the same time.